Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Flame Remix

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Fire flame, flame, fire flame
Fire flame, flame, flame spitters
Bitch we the business, million dollars
Bitch we the business, hundred million

[Verse 1 - Lil
out from my bid
Bitch Lil Tunechi
I Lucille Ball, bitch I Lucy
If these niggas dogs, I'm cruelty
Don't fuck me at all, because I'm twisted like an a Rubik's cube
Oh my, how the time has flown
And they say is of the essence
But if their clock is wrong?
But all my problems will be
And all my worries be gone
I'll have money bags for breakfast smell like I'm rich cologne
Ha, I'm so my Gucci flats ain't got a scratch
If you got with I, well I will fix them cataracts
say it cost to be the boss
I paid the including tax
I'm a fire flame spitter
And to me you wax, uh!

[Verse 2 -
In this with my Tommy gun
clip, the red rum
Hundred million dollars, put my down for my son
a little cash, bust a nigga ass
5 star nigga, two mill' on the
Yeah, militant
Uptown soldier, you have been
all the time, bitch
Stunting, and we
Diving in shit, the money keep climbing
The bottles popping
Dom P. Rose, popping
bitches see we rocking, the whips we be rocking
Iced up, tatted up, flame

[Verse 3 - Lil
Uh, I got pussy to me
in my draws make your woman bite the bullet
Sitting in my hog, my chauffer "to the penthouse"
Pockets so deep like my money got to swim out
Marley say fuck them, Scoob say them
Bitch I'm still the overall, like a jumper
Weezy F., F., flame spitter
Hundred million dollars, pocket change

[Verse 4 -
See first class flights
We strapped up in the
Nigga want some business
We getting it in business
Some ten figure niggas, rich gang nigga
Fire flame spitters, point blank
and the power, swag out the shower
Spending nigga, then them pussies running some cowards
Bigger than life nigga, C4
A hundred million dollars, my son rich